Y'all this imagine is different than anything I've ever done.
It's not some sweet, soft, cute, loving, romantic love story. It's honestly a woman in her villain era, and you may hate the main female character, or you may not.
Just know, it's crazy
(Warning ⚠️ death, mentions of suicide, sex, alcohol, etc.)
(This imagine is over ten thousand world long.)
Hell Hath No Fury, Like A Woman Scorned.
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7 Year Old Pandora's POV
"You're beautiful, you know that?" My mother asked, as she stood me in front of the mirror, brushing my hair.
I stared at my reflection.
Deep dark skin, chocolate brown eyes, kinky poofy hair, being slicked back into a puff, and deep dimples in both my cheeks.
I look at myself every morning seeing the same thing, and I always noticed how much I looked like my mother.
She's beautiful. Like a pretty princess.
I wanna be like her when I grown up.
"Yes, I know."
"And why are you beautiful?" She asked, with a soft smile on her face, while sliding a white flower in my puff.
I loved flowers.
I think I loved them even more, because my mama loves flowers too.
White flowers.
"Because I'm a black girl. Black girls are beautiful." I smiled, showing all my teeth.
Well, I had one missing, but it was growing back in.
The tooth fairy gave me ten whole dollars for the tooth I lost.
"That's right. Always remember that, and never let anybody tell you any different. Okay?"
"Okay, mama."
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Pandora's POV
28 Years Later
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